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Roger Miller - Won’tcha Come Be My Friend Lyrics
I live in the midst of a strawberry field
I pick the strawberries and hand some to you
And if the fruit doesnt suit you Ill hand you some flowers
A strawberry field is a rose garden too

And I love it, every day of my life
I love my children and Im true to my wife
And I love you, wontcha come be my friend
You may never get another chance to be insane again

Na-na-na.

Im rich so Im able to do as I choose
So I cut paper dolls out of yesterdays news
I shop at the market, I dine at the grand
My uncle plays drums in a twenty piece band

And I love it, every day of my life
I love my children and Im true to my wife
And I love you, wontcha come be my friend
You may never get another chance to be insane again

Na-na-na.
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